dredging up some good stuff in my itunes right now, making an indulgent/nostalgic “spinster tunes” playlist to carry me through the looming evenings i’ll spend at school sewing. the smell of the air when the seasons change does this to me.
it’s been an intense couple of weeks, internets. most of it is more appropriate for a diary than a blog, but i don’t keep a diary (therapists are the new diaries). here’s a gloss of the less personal bits… a friend and i booked a vacation at an “ecoresort” (shack on a beach) in tulum for january. election season is intense and the cause of much drinking/discussing/screaming at the tv. a tragedy that affected my loved ones has me oscillating between carpe diem and bouts of morbid depression. decided to take another sewing class next semester. been thinking about moving away for grad school and buying a house in ithaca with equal intensity. saw cat power on thursday; it was a complicated experience and i don’t feel like picking apart/analyzing her performance or my reaction to it, but i will say that she was rocking a blonde mohawk like a boss and i left feeling like i needed to make more art and get more tattoos. my former partner has fallen in love with portland (he’s not coming back), and that along with everything else is making me feel like i’m in a transition. i’m excited, anxious, energized, terrified, and happy to be alive.